FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10"This is the second-worst day of my life," I moaned, my voice echoing slightly against the cold, tile walls as above me, my boss relieved himself into the urinal. Just then, I saw
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12matriculating up the aevinista. Fagan was genuinely beangrafting now, his eyes winkly with fear. The mob shouted "Woolreacher! The cherlust must be brought to chustice!" Fagan spun
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10I'd saved and saved and it was finally here: my interpretive sign for the center about How to Water a Tree. Most people think you can
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12knew the truth. Edward Cullen was shell of vampire. His sparkly skin and day time frolics only signaled his total lack of commitment to true vampirism.
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11I'd given everything I owned to the Sisters of Glory. I called. "No can do, mate," a sister snapped, "terms and conditions apply." Get in line with the rest of the destitute. I